Jamaica Dreaming (Caribbean Heat) by O'Neal Eugenia

Author:O'Neal, Eugenia [O'Neal, Eugenia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Maiden Hall Press
Published: 2013-08-08T22:00:00+00:00

“I’d show you around but it’s a bit late already,” he said. He checked a trunk. “Yep, everything’s here. Look.” She saw goggles, flippers and other equipment.

“The towels are inside. Hang on a minute.” He ducked through the door and re–emerged seconds later. “Okay, the galley’s stocked. We’re good to go.”

He jumped back onto the pier, undid the ropes and then leapt up the steps to the wheelhouse with Julissa at his heels. In minutes, they were cruising through the azure waters of Kingston Harbor. Ahead of them, directly across from the marina, was the city, itself, and, at first, it seemed as if they were headed there but, then, Sebastian pulled on the wheel and the boat began turning in a wide arc.

“Here.” He reached into a compartment in front of him and handed Julissa a small pair of binoculars. His fingers brushed hers as she took it from him sending tingles of electricity racing up her arm.

“Thanks.” She raised the binoculars to her eyes and half–turned away from him, hoping to hide what she was feeling. Why did this man unnerve her so? She needed to find some way to be around him without setting the butterflies in her stomach aflutter.

Get a grip, Julissa told herself, sternly. You’re taken. To distract herself, she sharpened the binocular’s focus and found she could see the island’s coastline quite clearly.

“Is that where Joyce’s parents live? B…Bournemouth Gardens?” She stumbled a little on the pronunciation. She remembered the overturned fishing boats and the way one of the coconut trees sloped to the sky in a gentle curve, instead of straight up like the others around it.

“Yes, that’s Bournemouth.” He smiled at her. “Well done.”

Julissa made a mental note to herself to say nothing that would make the man smile like that again. It was just too much for her heart to handle.

Sebastian’s hands spun the wheel and, soon, the boat had powered out of the harbor to cross a channel where the waves became rougher.

Julissa pushed herself back in the seat.

“It’s all right,” he said. “Ixora’s handled much higher waves.”

“I’m not frightened, not really. It’s just, you know, this is my first time on a boat.” She’d boarded without hesitation, without even a flicker of anxiety. Perhaps, she really was, finally, leaving her anxiety attacks behind. The thought that she might be free of the debilitating attacks made her indescribably happy.

“You’ve never been out on Lake Michigan?” He sounded shocked.

“Nope, not even once.” It had never even struck her as something she wanted to do but now, plowing through the waves with him, she wondered at herself. Ever since she was twelve and had decided she wanted to be a singer, her life had revolved mostly around music and the arts. Boating was something she knew of, but it seemed foreign, something other people did. She’d had tunnel vision, she saw that now. Missing children and their families and the people who helped them were outside of the world she’d lived in, a very small world.

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